I had ambition once. Like Solomon
I asked for wisdom, deeming wisdom fair,
And with much pains a little knowledge won
Of Nature's cruelty and Man's despair,
And mostly learned how vain such learnings were.
Then in my grief I turned to happiness,
And woman's love awhile was all my care,
And I achieved some sorrow and some bliss,
Till love rebelled. Then the mad lust of power
Became my dream, to rule my fellow--men;
And I too lorded it my little hour,
And wrought for weal or woe with sword and pen,
And wounded many, some, alas, my friends.
Now I ask silence. My ambition ends.
Ambition
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Poem topics: despair, dream, grief, happiness, lust, nature, power, silence, sorrow, woman, knowledge, sword, wisdom, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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